Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 353 - 213 【Venerate King·Undying Decree】_2

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Chapter 353 -213 【Venerate King·Undying Decree】_2

Biyou Dragon Girl said, “In this view, they do stand a comparison with the Heavenly Dragon Army.”

Biyou Dragon Girl asked, “What are the enemy’s casualties?”

At this moment, Yan Xingchen was also somewhat apprehensive, “After the departure of the Dragon Cavalry, I once went out to investigate. Although there were traces of blood on the ground, however…”

“But it seems there were no casualties.”

At this, Ji Dang finally became serious, “No casualties?”

“Could it be Qingxu’s King Gu?”

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“The King Gu with Heavenly Earth Transformation Divine Skills usually enhances itself, not with such methods.”

Biyou Dragon Girl said, “Is it possible it’s a new type of King Gu, or maybe one from the Ancient era?”

“That Wushang’s King Gu is suspected to be from the Ancient Times.”

Ji Dang said, “Have Ao Yu mobilize the Dragon Palace’s treasure key and consult the ancient texts to see if we can find out what kind of Gu Chen Qing’s King Gu is.”

“By the way, is there any specific news from Li Chonghuan’s side about the wolf demon?”

Yan Xingchen reported, “Currently, we only have news of the Divine Son leading troops there, no specific information yet. It seems there hasn’t been any battle.”

Xiao clenched his golden right fist, “With the Demon Clan creating chaos in the heartlands, a major demon calamity seems to be brewing. Shouldn’t we suppress the demon calamity first?”

Ji Dang waved his hand and said, “No, the more we suppress it, the more it could foment a true demon calamity. If the Demon Clan produces a real king and awakens the Ancient bloodline, it will be very troublesome.”

“Li Chonghuan can maintain the stalemate for now, let him hold out for a while.”

“Our most important goal is still to crush Qingxu’s Dragon Cavalry.”

“We don’t even need to capture Qingxu, just defeating the Dragon Cavalry will almost guarantee victory.”

“Once the Dragon Cavalry is crushed, he and Xu Yaofeng will be trapped in Fengdu and Chaotian City, as good as dead!”

“This is not difficult.”

Ji Dang took out a map, examined it for a while, and said, “We need to figure out why Qingxu is wreaking havoc in our territory yet hasn’t gained any merit, why he remains here circling.”

Ji Dang carefully examined Chen Qing’s recent routes and found them very erratic, clearly meant to confuse his judgment.

He traced a big circle over the places Chen Qing had visited recently but still could not understand the opponent’s intentions.

As he was about to look up, he suddenly noticed a faction of the Demon Clan wreaking havoc on his territory, and he frowned.

“Could it be to join forces with the Demon Clan?”

“Their focal point is Naihe Bridge!”

“With Zhou Li and Prince Xinglong obstructing along the way, he’s so confident he can reach Naihe Bridge within seven days, covering a distance of 24,000 li.”

Ji Dang began to calculate meticulously, “Even with my army marching at full speed, they can only approach 2,000 li in a day.”

“And they’d need to rest along the way. How could the Dragon Cavalry achieve 4,000 li in a day?”

Ji Dang looked toward the direction of Naihe Bridge, “Let’s go, chase them down and see if their destination truly is Naihe Bridge.”

Ji Dang mounted a Qing Dragon, with Biyou Dragon Girl also climbing on.

Ji Dang stood with his hands behind his back on the dragon’s head, letting the fierce wind whip his cloak into a flutter.

In just one day’s time, there were some bloodstains ahead, and Ji Dang immediately signaled the Qing Dragon beneath him to move closer.

The Qing Dragon approached the bloody traces, and Ji Dang closed his eyes, bringing his two fingers together, and executed the Divine Dragon Soaring Sky Skills.

A golden phantom appeared above Ji Dang’s head, then sped forward with terrifying speed, transforming into a stream of light and flying about the surroundings.

The Divine Dragon Soaring Heaven technique quickly explored the surrounding conditions.

In just a few breaths, the golden phantom returned to Ji Dang’s body. Ji Dang spoke, “They killed thirty-two people.”

“Qingxu’s destination is indeed Naihe Bridge.”

“Relay the order for Zhou Li and Prince Xinglong to join forces and latch onto Qingxu’s Dragon Cavalry. They must delay and hold onto them, I’m on my way!”

“Warn Zhou Li, under no circumstances should he engage alone.”

Biyou Dragon Girl bowed and said, “I will go deliver the order.”

“Prepare the Dharma Conch for the long-distance sound transmission.”

Yama City.

Wangji stood in the sealed corridor of the city and waved his hand, “Open the small window.”

The soldiers complied and opened the small window. Wangji stood in the dark tunnel, looking outwards, where large swathes of Demon Cloud were visibly billowing.

Clearly, the faction of the Demon Clan causing disturbances and looting near them was fast approaching.

It wasn’t long before Wangji saw a massive royal chariot being slowly pulled closer by a Nine-headed Black Bull.

Around the chariot, there were four gigantic human-skin lanterns illuminating the surroundings.

On the chariot were four major Demon Generals: Tiger, Leopard, Wolf, and Jackal, carrying massive Tiger Gate Blades, scanning the surroundings cautiously against ambushes.

A monkey dressed in a Confucian robe squatted on the driver’s seat of the chariot, reading a book.

Behind it was a dense mass of Demon Clan, whose numbers reached a thousand.

Wangji sighed, “Open the city gate, I will go speak with these Demon Clan.”

“With my West Desert Buddhist Sect’s reputation among the Demon Clan, I should be able to persuade them to leave.”

Though the soldiers were a bit worried, they chose to trust Wangji.

The Buddhist Sect had a very high reputation in the West Desert and was well-regarded, even having good relations with the Demon Clan.

Wangji walked out of the gate alone, joining his hands in front as he approached, saying, “The humble monk is Wangji of the West Desert Buddhist Sect. Would the great king of the Demon Clan in front grant me a moment to speak?”

Hu Yao lifted the curtain and rode out on an extremely majestic White Tiger. The White Tiger stepped on the Black Bull’s back and slowly moved forward to the front lines.

Hu Yao was dressed in red, a red lotus adorning the center of her forehead, contrasting beautifully with her snowy white skin.

“Master Wangji?”

Several monsters around exclaimed, “It’s the great monk!”

“The great monk is a good person.”

“The monk gave me meat once.”

“Should we leave?”

Hu Yao said, “Master Wangji, if you can give us the boat from your city that can sail on the White Bone River, we’ll go.”

Wangji shook his head, “Mighty Demon King, could you consider leaving for the sake of this humble monk?”

“The Prince has heard the news and is already on his way. If you leave early, you might remain safe.”

Hu Yao teased, “Ji Dang, when did I ever fear him?”

Hu Yao reached out to take a large banner, painted with flying Dragons and descending Tigers.

She waved the banner, “If I don’t kill this monk, all demons heed my order: storm the city!”

With Hu Yao’s command, the Demon Clan behind immediately became excited, their eyes glowing red at that moment.

“For the Demon King, charge!”

“Grass, you stepped on my tail, you bastard!”

“Move aside, all clear the way, I’ll charge first!”

For the first time, Wangji realized that his West Desert Buddhist Sect’s identity carried no weight with the Demon Clan. A golden glint slowly emerged in his eyes as he took a step forward, lotus blooms under his feet, “The world is vast, the road of the Sea of Suffering is long. If the donor does not heed my words, I will personally send you on your way.”

Hu Yao’s eyes focused intently, her tiger eyes wide open as she spat out, sending a massive black dragon flying toward Wangji.

With a wave of her left hand, she swung her demon banner at Wangji.

With every move, the roaring of tigers and the cries of dragons were unceasing.

Wangji, stepping on lotuses with each step, radiated brilliant Buddhist light, like a wrathful Vajra, standing among the monsters, suppressing all directions.

No matter the charge of the Demon Clan around him, he remained unmoved, like a reef in the sea, unbreakable.

Hu Yao leaped out, her arms waving, sending the Black Dragon and White Tiger flying towards Wangji. The terrifying pressure shook the entire area, sweeping across the land and skies.

The surrounding demons scattered in all directions, but at the center, Wangji naturally bore the brunt of the immense force.

Boom!

Wangji was punched away by Hu Yao, crashing into the city wall, leaving a large dent, a mouthful of blood spewing from his lips.

Wangji, who could exchange blows with ancient dragons and withstand a hundred moves from Prince Xinglong and Daoist Shasheng, was astonished to be punched away by an unknown tiger demon.

“Demon calamity!”

“This is definitely a sign of a burgeoning demon calamity!”

Hu Yao curiously approached Wangji, “Great monk, the demon calamity you speak of, are you saying I am going to become a king?”

Wangji immediately fell silent, while Hu Yao began to speculate to herself, “No, the book says a demon king emerges after a demon is defeated, but I haven’t lost.”

“What a strange monk.”